After a few short moments I said, "Sure. Why not. When and where?"The next Saturday morning about 10:00, I rang the doorbell of the address I was gi...ven and I was a little surprised to see David open the door since I knew he lived on the other side of town."C'mon in! Have a beer, shot, whatever. This is Nick. He's going to be joining in too when SHE gets here," said enthusiastically.Kinda odd how he emphasized "SHE."Small chit chat ensues and after a few more shots on my part, I am looking. He oozed dominance, and my mom instinctively melted into him as he pulled her against is side."Don't worry my sweet, Anna will be perfectly fine. Won't you dear?"My posture straightened as my eyes lowered in respect."Yes Sir, I know all the rules and I'll look after myself."I beamed as my dad rested a large hand on my head, messing up my hair in a familiar gesture of affection and approval."That's my girl. Now Beatrice, we better be on our way. We don't want to miss the flight."My mom and dad. He knows the fellow who owns the farm. Do you think you'd like to watch?"Maryanne was quiet. Sis said, "If you have any doubts, maybe you should call Marisa."I jumped in. "It's okay to call her just don't tell her that I told you about it. That's kind of private." Okay I'll think about it."The removal of the staples holding Maryanne's laceration together hurt a lot less than she had expected. On the way home as we drove by the farm, the stallion's pecker was out about a foot. Sis said, "That's. Atleast whilst I dressed like this." No your name is Michael. You are a boy. You shouldn't be wearing thoseclothes." Millicent if my daughter wishes to wear a women's business suit. She canwear a women's business suit. I will not have some busy body telling mehow to dress my daughter. Please let Maria explain. She has a slightlybetter understanding of how she feels than I do. I may accept her choicesbut there are some things I don't understand."I took a breath and a sip of tea. "Millicent," I.